The Sparks Between Us
Stepping off the bridge,my hands tucked into my hoodie pockets,I started along a pavement of shops, glancing at the fountain seated and springing water in the middle of the square,I watched the people,mostly young parents seated on the white spiral chairs just before the fountain.
The place reminded me of New Orleans. A lot of things happened in New Orleans,things I've enjoyed over the years of staying there,things I've kept close to my heart. And now,the sight of this magnificent village was one to behold and savor. The people dressed so elegantly, walking and talking festively around the place,the bright porch lights giving the place a bright and dim touch,the fountain,the stalls running j
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